Gang Leader's Kid (#1) ✔

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It was sitting right in front of my eyes, as if it was willing me or begging me to open it. Kieron's present was the last one for me to open and I didn't want to just in case it turned out to be something horrible, knowing the new him. Guilt was slowly making its way through me because I was thinking such things even though I had known Kieron for most of my life, I was still thinking the bad side of him just because of a couple things he had done. Sighing, I rolled my neck making it click and looked over at the time which meant that it had been 3 hours since the shower finished and we brought home a lot of things.

Tristan and I thanked everyone who got us presents or mostly I did while Tristan was giving everyone a cold look. He was being too overprotective about the whole thing but at least he didn't cause a fight, just imagine him finding out that Kieron came and gave me the present? That would have been hell. Tristan and Blake put all the presents in the car and there was so much that Layla had to put some in our car because of the size of some of the presents then we had to unload everything in the house. I was excited to open the presents unlike an exhausted Tristan but he still helped me.

While Tristan was showering, I told him that I would sort out the clothes and he could sort out the big things but I got distracted and now was sitting here watching that present with a tonne of baby clothes surrounding me. Sighing, I took another packet that had baby clothes in it and tore it open, taking out the clothes which had the words "I love my daddy" and another one that had "Reach for the stars", both looked too cute and small which made me think about how small the baby would be. I didn't have time to think about motherhood would actually be because I was worrying about how I was going to take care of both me and my baby while being pregnant, not after the baby was born. Leah had managed to keep me calm and so had Miles, Leah on the other hand was freaking out more than I was.

I chuckled remembering that memory; she made more cupcakes than she was supposed to because she freaked out so much so she had to give some away for free which she wasn't happy about. The baby clothes pile was getting so big, I wonder if this would all fit in the wardrobe we had for the baby because it was so cute like a little cabinet thing but it was big at the same time.

Tristan planned it out perfectly, he still wouldn't tell me how he remembered everything but I had a feeling that Miles helped him, I always told Miles everything especially how I wanted my wedding to be. My wedding.

I scoffed mentally as I remembered some things my mom wanted me to do when I was older; she didn't want me to become like her because her and dad weren't married when they had Miles but they still had a happy life. She didn't get married until after I was born but she said she wished she was married so she wouldn't be judged as much.

That was the reality for her but she got through it, her marriage might have survived but she hated her life with my father. He wasn't abusive but he was very controlling and strict about everything, it's surprising how mom didn't leave him. Mom smiled through everything though no matter what, no one was going to make her smile weak. That was until that day happened.

'You want me to put those away for you?' I jumped at the sound of Tristan's voice. Turning my head to look at him, I saw him standing near the door frame with the same attire he usually wears which is jeans and no top. He had a towel in his hand and was drying his hair with it while waiting for my answer and I took this moment to look at his muscular body and tattoos like I always do at times like these and luckily, he doesn't catch me doing that.

'No, it's fine. I haven't been going to the yoga classes much so this is a kind of exercise for me.' I said smiling at him as he threw the towel on the chair. He sighed then came over to me and was going to sit down when he saw Kieron's present sitting opposite me. 'How come you haven't opened this present?' I shrugged and went back to folding the baby clothes then putting them in their separate piles of onesies, socks, tops, bottoms and underwear which there seriously was.

'I don't want to open it. When are we going to fix the big presents?' Tristan groaned and turned half his body so that he could see the boxes that were near the door making me glance at the sexy back he had. I'm pregnant okay? Our hormones are sky rocketing each time we see a male especially if that male is my baby daddy, like seriously how many times does he work out?

'Tomorrow or I don't know. It's just so much and so tiring that I can't be fucked to do it.' I glared at him for swearing but he didn't seem to notice. Tristan lay on his back while I continued to fold, and yes there was many things that needed folding and piling. Finally I was done, finally! I was about to get up when I realised I was heavily pregnant meaning that my stomach was very big meaning that it was really difficult for me to get up from the sitting position I was in currently.

'Tristan?' His head snapped up to look at me. 'Can you help me get up?' The smirk was big on his face as he got up from his lovely lay, he towered me as he stood up making me look up at him as if he was a giant which he kind of was like.

'I'm not your servant. Say it nicely.' Huffing, I rolled my eyes before looking back up at him. 'Please can you help me get up?' Tristan had his hands out in front of him for me to take so I put my hands in his hands and he hoisted me up so hard that we were only inches apart and a couple inches further than the normal closeness people are because of my growing stomach. Tristan was leaning down so that our lips brushed together, like a light kiss was being placed on my lips but that stopped when baby boy started kicking Tristan.

'He's kicking?' Tristan's voice was low but soft unlike his normal hard and rough tone. He pulled away from me a little and bent down on his knees to touch my stomach and I was smiling at the gesture that he was doing. Baby boy kicked even more once Tristan's hands started moving around my stomach and I just managed to see the big smile that Tristan's face let out. Never have I seen him smile happily before and now that I have...it made me think about my life after I would have the baby.

'I love you, Tristan.' The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them and my eyes flickered down to Tristan who stopped his movements. He slowly got up and I moved away from him, heat creeping up my neck and before he could say anything, I walked out of the room with embarrassment flooding through me.

I spent the next couple of hours in bed rethinking about everything that just happened while holding my stomach. I thought about how happy I would have been with Tristan if I hadn't had said those words but then again I wouldn't have been truly happy knowing that Tristan might get killed any moment during our kid's life. It was too dangerous to stay here but I didn't want to leave Tristan, I didn't want my child growing up without his father because what child needs that?

I understand that Tristan isn't the best person but that smile meant so much to me as his expression when he held my stomach and felt our little boy kicking. My eyes looked at the alarm clock next to my bed, it was nearing 10 and I still hadn't heard any movements from downstairs and I couldn't take it anymore so I thaw the covers off of me and walked towards the stairs as I padded downstairs.

The lights were on and everything was just as it was before I went upstairs. After checking all of the room downstairs, I knew that Tristan wasn't home and he had left and when I had come to the room that had all the baby clothes and furniture in, I saw the present from Kieron opened.

There was a white teddy bear with a blue bow sitting on the table and a card next to it that had a little moon and blue background on it. Tristan opened it and saw everything that Kieron wrote and now he wasn't home...